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haruchuiyo · 5 months

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black lace lingerie

content: not sfw + this entire fic is just a trip to pound town <3 + oral (m receiving) + f!reader + reader wears a lingerie + established relationship + c0ckwarming + bonten sanzu so he has blue eyes hehe

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Sanzu was dressed in black suit pants with his white shirt tucked in, leaning back against the headboard on the bed. You told him to sit there and wait because you wanna show him his gift. And when you do, he sits up straighter seeing you dressed in a black lace lingerie. You take small steps towards him to the bed.

He asks you to twirl and when you do, he sees it’s a backless one. He glances down to your chest, seeing it nicely tucked in the lingerie, your nipples protruding. He continues looking further down, seeing you clad in lace panties.

You see how his pants seem to tighten. And he adjusts himself on the bed. Leaning back away from the headboard to sit on the edge of the bed, he gently pulls you between his thighs by the back of your thighs. He softly travels his hands down your back, fingers tips ghosting over your skin. He is admiring the beauty in front of him. You sight in content at his touch and let out a soft gasp when his hands reach your backside, softly giving it a squeeze.

“So pretty, is it all for me?” His voice is low and breathless. You lightly nod your head, reaching your hands to put them on his shoulders. “So pretty.” He whispers to himself, his pink eyes all over your body.

Then you get down on your knees, your hands trailing down his chest along as you do so. You hear his breath hitch and he lets out a low moan when you put your hands over his erection, he’s stiff and hard, you can see the outline through the fabric of his pants. You unzip his pants, slightly smiling to yourself on the fact he’s not wearing a belt. You smile to yourself thinking it’d be faster to unzip him. As you unzipped the belt, you feel his stiff cock even more through his underwear. And you crane your head down, hearing him let out an unrestrained groan when you place your lips atop his clothed erection.

You look up at him, seeing his face flushed in heat and him breathing heavily. He throws his head back, biting down on his lower lip when you lick him through the fabric, grasping onto your hair, his fingers curling into it. You suck and lick his clothed cock, you reach your hands out to touch it and softly stroking it through the material. As you do, you see the tip twitch out of the fabric, precum leaking out. You lick the tip tentatively and moan at the taste as his grasp on your hair tightens.

“No more, I can feel myself come already.” He’s saying between pants and you pout. “But I wanna taste you some more.” You say, pulling his underwear down, taking his tip proper in your mouth. He gasps at the touch and bucked his hips, sliding almost all his size into your mouth. You feel tears from in your eyes at his sheer girth, you feel him pull your head up by your hair, his cock still in your mouth. He runs his tongue over his lip, brushing against his scars at the sight before speaking out.

“You don’t have to do this, you know.” He gently says, breathlessly. You shake your head and with that, it sends sensations down his body and he bucks his entire cock into your mouth, you almost gag on it before hollowing your cheeks out, flattening your tongue before licking him whole. He tosses his head back when you bop your head down his length, sucking on his tip, before licking the girth.

His moans and groans music to your ears, you moan against his cock as you reach your hands down to touch yourself. Rubbing your hands over your clothed clit, you barely managed to get in a few rubs before he pulls out of you and makes you stand up, his cock leaving your mouth with a ‘pop’ sound.

“I’d rather come inside you, yeah? Is it alright, doll?” Sanzu says as he pulls down the straps of your lingerie. You let out a slight nod at his words and he smiles proudly up at you. “That’s my good girl.” He says before pulling your lingerie down to your hips, letting it fall around your lap.

He leans his head in, seeing your pretty tits, so cute and small in his his large hands, he gives your nipple a lick and you gasp at the touch. Immediately reaching your hand out to grasp onto his hair. He chuckles at your reaction before licking your other nipple the same way. You pout at his obvious teasing, he looks at you with mischief in his eyes before going to work properly. He takes your pretty nipple in his mouth, sucking on it as he licks it with the tip of his tongue. You moan at how his ministrations on your breasts feel like. Sending lightings down your body. Then he gives your other tit the same attention, you pull his face against your chest closer, he sucks and nips on your nipple harder, leaving it with a pop and his saliva on your skin. He looks up at you, his face at your bare chest, you look down before he places gentle kisses on your cleavage, kissing your breasts, the underside of them before moving up while wrapping his arms around your body, pulling you onto his lap.

You whimper out at the feeling of his cock grazing your clothed clit, you roll your hips against him as a grunt leaves his mouth while peppering kisses up your neck. Then he takes your mouth in a passionate frenzied kiss. His hands trail down your bare back as he helps you move your hips against him.

You whine when you clench down on nothing, murmuring words of ‘i need you right now’ against his mouth and he coos at you telling you to be good girl. You pout as he nips on your lower lip. You reach your hands down to pull his cock out and he grins at you.

“Needy girl, so impatient to have me inside you huh?” He teases as you feel your tears well up. He croons at your reaction. “Aw sweet doll, I’m gonna fill you up in a second okay? Hmm?” He softly tells you and you nod your head, anticipation clear as day on your face. Then you feel his hand over yours that’s holding his girth and he pulls your panties aside, before sliding slowly inside you. Your head falls forward on his shoulder at the intrusion as he groans at how tight you are around him.

He murmurs words of that you can take it, such a good girl, continuously praising you in that voice of his that you love. You nod your head against his shoulder, agreeing with him. Then he bucked his lips into you, entering you fully. And you bite down on his shoulder, he winces at the sting and lays back on the bed, letting you adjust to him. He holds your hips sweetly like you’re made of porcelain and when you’ve adjusted, you tentatively roll your hips and breathy moans slips past your lips as you fall hands forward on his chest, fisting his white shirt in your hands. His hands moves from your hips to your ass, kneading the skin as he rolls you against him.

“Feels so good .” You let out a pleased moan and he smiles at you, you lean your face down to kiss his lips. As you do, he hammers into your cunt and you gasp while falling forward onto him, gripping onto his hair.

“Still feel good, my sweet girl?” He asks as he ruts into you like a man starved. You nod your head quickly. “You’re so big, I feel full.” You manage to say between your sweet cries as he thrusts into you. He chuckles by your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

The sounds of him thrusting against you, skin against skin and your filthy noises is the only thing heard in the room. He groans when he feels you clench down around his cock, he knows you’re close even before you mumble it to him, telling you ‘i know, I know you can come for me like a good girl you are.’ And through his praise alone, you feel the pressure in your abdomen disintegrate and you come, your thighs tightening beside his body. He keeps thrusting into you and his last ones were sharp and kisses your sweet sweet spot inside you before he fills you up, spurting ropes of come and he lets out a low, rough groan as he reached his release.

He shifts his body further up the bed, rests his head on the pillow as you sit up on his lap, his cock still inside you. He holds you warmly by your hips, looking down where you two are joined at the hips. His and your come formed a ring shape at the base, and when he sees you trail your fingers down your stomach to your clit, you feel him twitch inside you. You lightly smile at his quick virility. He adjusts his body on the bed, which in turn makes him slightly move inside you and you moan at the action.

“No more.” You pout and he pouts back. “I still want more of you.” Sanzu says as he rubs circles on your hips. You move your body so he is hovering over you and you cup his face gently.

“I know.” You simply say and he raises a brow at your two words. “You know?” He repeats and you hum in reply, mischief dancing in your eyes and he grins at you. “You little tease.” He says as he pulls out of you, his cock laying stiff and hard on your abdomen while he’s watching how drops of come slips out. He clicks his tongue in dissatisfaction.

“We can’t let that happen.” You hear him say and you hum in confusion. Then you feel him push his come back inside your hole and you giggle at his actions. Your giggle was cut short when he slips into your cunt again, and coos when he sees the how your abdomen slightly bulges out when he’s inside you.

You wrap your legs around his body as you unbutton his shirt then take it off his body, admiring his slender body, his body a work of art that you could stare at all day. As he admires how you nicely wrap your cunt around him, you slightly brush your thumb over his nipple and he lets out a slight gasp.

“What are you up to now, doll?” He asks as he watches how you look at his body like he is made of gold.

“Mischief.” You playfully say as you wrap your hands around his neck and he leans down while chuckling. “Oh really?” He asks and you nod your head. “Mhm.” You say and he nuzzles his face into the base of your throat, inhaling your scent. He turns your body around so he’s beneath you, a soft sigh escapes your mouth when you feel his cock move inside you.

“You have such a sweet scent.” He mumbles against your skin and you giggle at his words. “What? I’m being honest.” He says like you did something outrageous.

“I know you are.” You giggle once again and he pulls his head up to look at you before tickling your neck by playfully licking your sensitive spot. Your giggles turn into laughter and he eats the sound up by giving you a warm and tender kiss on your mouth.

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i wrote this at 4 in the morning so if it don’t make sense it didn’t make sense lmao

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airbendertendou · 2 years

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bonten men reacting to seeing you — their assistant — in your glasses when they’re so used to your contacts.

[ contacts version ]

no pronouns used / gender neutral. lowercase intended. cw ; mikeys poor eating, sanzu + his drug issues, cussing, ran calls reader ‘dolly’, mentions of vertigo

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MIKEY ♡

mikey knew you wore contacts. he made sure you always got your yearly eye exam and had the doctor check every possible thing that could be wrong. he wanted you healthy — completely healthy.

what mikey didn’t expect was a package to b on his desk the next morning, your name on the label. he just stared at it for a while, curiosity piquing until it fizzled out as he decided to not snoop through your things.

you stopped by during lunch — you usually did, bringing him actual food instead of snacks — and mikey decided to slide the box your way. “oh, my glasses are here.”

mouth full of food, mikey stopped mid-chew to stare at you blankly. “…glasses?”

“yeah, i decided to order a pair for lazy days,” you nodded. swallowing the food you were chewing, you took a sip of water before shrugging. “they’re better when looking at the computer, too. and i do that all day, so.”

mikey nodded and finished half of his food — only because you told him you were proud of him when he did — and watched you skip to his personal bathroom. he could hear you opening the medicine cabinet doors and cursing to yourself as something slipped from your hands before you joined him once again. but something was different this time — you had frames that were sliding down your nose and your eyes were somehow clearer to see.

“so?” you gave mikey a little twirl as if you’d changed drastically. “do they look okay?”

he stared. mikey’s dark gaze was heavy on you as he just gazed at your glasses before you noticed a small tilt of his lips. “cute.”

it wasn’t much, but it was enough to make a smile pull on your own lips. cute — mikey thought you were cute. ——

SANZU ♡

your head was pounding. you’d fought through it most of the morning and it’d faded a little. come lunch time, though, it came back full force and you were wincing every other minute.

“sanzu probably has some painkillers in his office.” it’s takeomi who speaks up. he’s leaning against the wall across from your desk, frowning as you rub your head. “don’t let him give you anything else, though.”

nodding you stand and wobble your way to where the pink haired boy is. he’s on the couch in his office, drool falling down his chin as he snores. you can’t help but roll your eyes fondly — sanzu was a mess but he was your mess and you adored him helplessly.

“haru,” you shake him gently. letting out a loud snore, he starts to stir. you shake his shoulder again, wincing at the pulsing in your head. “haru, get up.”

with an abrupt snort, sanzu jolts awake and stares at you. blinking slowly, you know he’s still feeling the effects of whatever he’d taken before he passed out. hazy eyes register your presence before a snarl falls on his lips. “who the fuck are you?”

“what.” you stand in disbelief as sanzu finally sits up straight. he’s glaring at you, unfamiliar with who you are. unbelievable man. you wince as your head pounds again. “haru, are you being serious right now?”

he stiffens even more at the sound of his first name. “i asked who the fuck you were.”

“oh my—“ you cut yourself off with a sigh. taking your newly purchased glasses, you slide them up so that your face is bare. “it’s me, you damn jerk. do you have any pain meds? my head is killing me.”

“woah,” haru let’s out a sigh. he’s gazing at you dreamily now that he’s certain of who you are. letting his head fall into the palm of his hand, sanzu tilts his head and grins. “so pretty with your glasses, baby. could barely recognize you.”

“mhm, m’sure it was the glasses and not whatever you took.” you let your glasses fall back into place as you roll your eyes at him. “tylenol? please?”

haru slaps his thighs before standing, slouching over to press a firm kiss to your head before he saunters around his office. as he searches, you can hear him sing “gotta get baby something for a headache”, repeatedly.

handing you the two white pills, you check the imprint code to make sure he handed you the right thing. not that sanzu would accidentally or purposely drug you of all people — he was still reeling from his high, though, and you didn’t trust that his brain was functioning right.

letting out a sigh of relief, you settled your forehead onto his collarbone. haru let his hand fall onto the back of your head, rubbing it occasionally. he kissed the top of your head before settling his nose there. “rest here while it kicks in, hm?”

you could never deny him, no matter how out of his mind he was. ——

RINDOU ♡

rindou always takes you to your doctors appointments. he usually even made his own appointments on the same day so that it as already done. this time, though, something was different.

“what the hell are you wearing?” ran speaks through a snort. rindou sighs at his brothers voice, closing his eyes as he prepares himself for the worst. “haven’t seen you in glasses since we were young, rin rin. you look so cute.”

rindou glares at his brother’s teasing grin, pulling the glasses off of his face and slamming them onto his desk. “shut the fuck up, ran. not cute.”

“but you are! my cute baby brother.”

“rin?” your voice cuts over ran’s. both men look up to see you frowning, your new glasses matching the ones rindou just took off. you looked at the folded frames on his desk, frown deepening. “your glasses?”

“oh, how precious! you’re both matching,” ran laughs. you take it upon yourself to smack the back of his head — gently, but firmly enough so he’d get the message. “okay, okay! i’m done now.”

ran leaves rin’s office soon after and he’s left with your frown pin-pointed to him. you glance from rin to his glasses, and back again when he doesn’t say or do anything. “fine, guess i’ll just put my contacts back in, then.”

his eyes widen at that, watching as you turn and put your nose in the air. frantically, rindou chases you and grasps your wrist tenderly, causing you to turn and face him. your pout causes rindou to soften, letting out a sigh as he reaches behind him to grab his glasses. “sorry, angel. jus’ don’t like when he teases me.”

“i know,” you swing your arm, causing rin’s to swing with it. he smiles at your gesture, sliding his glasses up his nose. “but you promised you’d wear your glasses today. promised we’d match.”

rin sighs and sets his forehead against yours, glasses bumping together and making you both giggle. “a promise is a promise, hm?” ——

RAN ♡

you’re leaning into the wall when he sees you. raising an eyebrow, ran watches you clutch the wall as you walk, knees knocking together as you stumble. he’s following behind you closely, smirk on his face as he holds in his laughter.

“doll? everything okay?” you jump at his voice, pressing your back to the wall. ran lets out a little snicker at your startled expression, gaze softening at the new sight in front of him. tapping the rim of your glasses, ran smiles. “these are new.”

you let out a sigh, body relaxing against the wall. adjusting the frames on your face, you purse your lips at him. “yeah. just gott’em yesterday.”

ran watches you hold onto the wall once more as you walk towards the break room. he finally sees the empty mug you’re carrying — of course you’re off to find a coffee re-fill. you sway to the left a little and ran catches you immediately, arm wrapping around you.

“woah there.” ran frowns at your unstable footing, watching as you try to grip the wall again and fail. “s’goin on?”

putting your back onto the wall again, you face the ground. “jus’ gotta get used to my glasses. makin’ me feel like i’m wearing drunk goggles.”

ran raises an eyebrow at that, smirk pulling on his face once more. griping your waist again, he tugs you away from the wall and helps you stabilize your legs. at his look, you continue speaking. “the floor’s jumpin’ out at me. feels like vertigo and it’s making me nauseous.”

“can’t have my dolly feeling unwell, can we?” ran grabs your empty mug, holding it in his free hand as he motions you to guide your hand against the wall. using ran as a crutch, you finally make it to the break room and ran begins to make your coffee as you sit in a seat. his back is turned to you as he adds in sugar, but he speaks anyways. “as cute as you look, i’d rather you not feel this bad when wearing your glasses.”

you cup the mug as ran sets it in front of you, melting at the warmth it omits. “i’ll get used to it eventually.”

“guess i’ll have to take care of you ‘til then. hm, doll.” ran grins at you, knocking his foot against yours under the table. ——

KOKONOI ♡

“sorry, again, to bother you.” kokonoi is in his car as he talks on the phone. you’re on the other line, still in your pajamas because it was supposed to be your day off. bonten heaquaters would collapse without you, you’re afraid. koko speeds up as he nears the turn for your street, finger hovering above the red end call button that’s on his screen. “see you in a second.”

when you answer the door, kokonoi forgets what he was going to say. his breath catches and his tongue dries out as he just stares. you’re talking but he has no idea what you’re saying — he can’t hear anything over the pounding of his own heartbeat.

tilting your head, the glasses you’re wearing shine in the light and keep his attention even longer. “koko? you can come in, you know.”

“you wear glasses,” he blurts it out. clearing his throat, kokonoi turns his face to the ground as embarrassment colors his cheeks. “i mean— i didn’t know you wore glasses.”

“well, they’re a little impractical in the field.” your attempt of a joke falls flat as kokonoi lifts his head to stare at you again. you adjust the sleeping shirt thats slipping off your shoulder, puffing your cheeks as you widen the door. “inside, koko — you can come in.”

“right,” it’s embarrassingly breathy, how voice sounds. shuffling into your apartment, koko can hear you begin to ramble again as you lead him to the kitchen. there are files spread across your table, a mug right in front of the chair that’s halfway pulled out. kokonoi sits across from you as you talk on.

“—told him that wasn’t what the deal was, but rindou doesn’t listen to anyone but ran. sometimes i don’t even think he listens to mikey and he’s just here because ran is,” you sigh. pushing your glasses up your nose, you slide over the file kokonoi asked for. “this one, right?”

he grabs the folder, reading through the papers as you take a sip from your mug. the steam fogs your glasses and kokonoi can only think of how endearing it looks on you — how attractive he found your specs. “how long have you worn them, your glasses?”

you hum in thought, blowing slightly on your drink. “since i was a kid, honestly. stopped for a little and decided they’d be good to have when my contacts start drying out or hurting my eyes.”

kokonoi nods and glances at the file again before his focus comes back on you. “they look good on you.”

“oh, thanks.” you take a sip of your drink again and notice his stare. raising an eyebrow at him, you tilt your head. “starin’, koko. the office’ll fall down without you there.”

“they’ll be alright a little longer.” kokonoi is sitting beside you and he takes advantage of that, grabbing your chair and dragging you closer. he places a kiss on your neck before moving his head so that he can see your face more clearly. “enjoying the view right now.”

you shove him gently, “cheesy!” there’s a grin on your face, though, and it matches the one koko holds just for you.

—— couldnt think of what to write for the others so sorry abt that ): writing tr characters as hopelessly in love n sappy is a full time job n i take it v seriously. thank you for reading, ♡ airbendertendou © 2022 do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

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b0nten · 1 year

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POLAROIDS & CIGARETTES

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ them finding out you have a polaroid of you in your phone case

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ ran sanzu and hakkai being goofy

hakkai

bro is SO excited

literally the happiest man alive

he just wanted to see what the time was and next thing he knew he was hit by a sudden rush of euphoria, happiness and everything positive

my guy looked at you like you had just commited the BIGGEST, MOST SINFUL crime ever

“what’s wrong, hakkai?”

“are you REALLY asking that 🤨?”

“….”

“UR PHONE CASE IS SO CUTE☺️☺️!!!”

and then he kisses you

literally so wholesome

would URGE you to take another pic for him to keep in his phone case.

boy adores showing you off

speaking about showing you off,,

i think his photo would be REAAAAAALLY similar to yours or maybe even a re-enacted version of yours

matchy king

the photo is of you two on your anniversary, at tokyo disneyland. it’s so pretty — the sky is dark and there’s fireworks dancing on it, and the castle’s towering behind you. you and hakkai are wearing matching mickey and minnie mouse ears and you’re holding a giant koala plushie that the won for you at an arcade. it’s the most beautiful picture ever, especially because you’re both laughing and oozing out that same happy energy through the photo!

ran

ALSO SO EXCITED

HE’S SOOOOO SMUG ABOUT IT TOO

like “what’s that you got there. y/n😏?”

“oh, this?” you lift your phone and show him the back “it’s a polaroid we took when we went to West Walk”

unlike hakkai, he doesn’t keep a polaroid in his phone case, only because he tried to but somehow lost it :(

he likes to show it off SO MUCH THO

like, when he’s with friends every 10 minutes he’s like “btw did you see this cute pic of me and my queen?”

LOVE THAT FOR HIM

get urself a man like ran

the photo is one of you in a bigass fitting room in saint laurent, looking SO extra.

bonus: you actually have two polaroids, the second being one of you two fooling around in a department store.

the picture is of you two, and you’re sitting in a cart, while he’s the one pushing it.

also, both of them are SURELY mirror pics. i will not argue or elaborate.

another bonus:

years later, when he works for bonten, he comes up randomly to you and tells you to get dressed. then, he takes you to West Walk into YSL and you guys take photos like the two cuties that you are. then, he tells you to put it in your phone case. before you leave, you have him unknowingly recreate the department store photo that he STILL doesn’t know of.

sanzu

first things first

let me start by describing the polaroid

your polaroid consists of a drunk, blurry selfie you took with your boyfriend when the two of you had one too many drinks.

he’s leaning against a brick wall on the street, struggling to light a cigarette. he’s got one leg propped up, the other fully out in the street, and his white hair is messy. he looks so grumpy too 🥹🥹

then, in the opposite corner, there’s you! your face is so zoomed in and blurry but your contagious smile ia still noticeable, through the crinkle of your eyes and very very stretched skin around the mouth from how hard you’re smiling (since the mouth can’t even be seen)

i think it’s cute

actually really cute

he’s not really of the same opinion as i

but that’s ok! we don’t care!

“ Y/NNNNN WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKKKK”

^ his first reaction

then he actually started panicking

“what if your parents see this?”

“my parents live an ocean and plenty of kilometers away”

“YEAH BUT STILL”

you try to reassure him that the picture is very nice and you’ve actually gotten a lot of compliments on it

“PEOPLE REALLY SAW IT????” now he wants to crawl into a hole and die

almost goes into septic shock when mucho sees the picture and points out that it represents your guys’ dynamic pretty darn good (doesn’t say anything bad or laughs maliciously, genuinely think it’s cute)

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osakiharu · 2 years

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00:01AM : haruchiyo sanzu

content : gender neutral reader, fluff, mentions of blood, attention to injury, swearing, cleaning sanzu’s wound yas, someone trying to give sanzu a taste of his own medicine idk they were tired of his katana antics, sanzu being romantic in his own way… idk he’s a little crazy what did you expect

wc : 533 — ik its short but it’s good i promise :(

notes : i’m really happy with this i hope y’all like it hehe :0

he was in pain, you could tell; his irregular breathing, the way he bit and chewed at his lip in discomfort when you brought the cloth back to his torso, the hand grabbing at your waist, squeezing from where he sat on the couch, head back, hips forwards. trying not to think about the throbbing gash running across his chest.

yet he still managed to force out an almost devilish chuckle. “what’re you giggling at?” you whispered, still sniffling slightly as you placed the cloth back on his skin. “’m gonna kill that fucker, y/n… gonna make ‘im swallow his own teeth… might even give you his head on a fuckin’ stick.” the only thing stopping him from doing so was you, settled in his lap keeping him grounded in his place on the couch. it was a struggle to actually get sanzu to sit down in the first place, with him being livid over not executing his opponent. “mikey and kakucho said you need to stay home and rest, haru,” he groaned, leaning his head back further and gritting his teeth, as you applied more pressure to the cut, fuck, “you could’ve been killed y’know? you’re lucky it wasn’t any deeper than—”

“god, what a fuckin’ greek tragedy that would’ve been, honey.” he drawled, sarcastically. you only sighed, not surprised that sanzu was more concerned with the fact that he hadn’t been able to beat his opponent — something that seldom happens. your sigh must have brought him back out of his murderous thoughts, as he lifted his head up to look at you. “what’s the matter, hm? you getting tired of being my little nurse all the time?” his hand rubbed up and down your thigh, soothingly. “i worry about you, haruchiyo,” you brushed his wild, tousled hair away from his pretty eyes, and gave his forehead a quick kiss, “i don’t want you getting killed or something.”

“don’t be silly, angel, the only way ‘m gonna die- ah! fuck me,” he laughed dryly, “the only way i’ll die is if you kill me. won’t die by anyone else’s hands but yours, ‘kay?” he slipped his bony fingers under your much smaller ones occupied by cleaning the remaining stains and splotches of crimson from his body, and raised them up to his lips. you expected him to cringe at how he began to paint and smear his rosy lips with his own blood, but he never once appeared to be phased, too fixated on kissing your knuckles and the tips of your fingers as if you’d fought a worse battle than his own. “okay? y/n?” sanzu’s voice was far sterner than usual, especially when speaking to you. he was serious. “m-mhm, yeah, ‘course, haru.” you said with a slight smile; you’d hardly even processed what he said, let alone came up with a reply. sanzu, however, grinned at your answer.

“hmm, that’s what i like to hear.” he leaned in to press a delicate kiss to your lips, despite his still being covered in crimson splotches, all while running his thumb back and forth along the bumps of your knuckles. “so good to me, baby, gonna have to reward you, ain’t i?”

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usernamerenn · 2 years

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DISAPPEARING ACT

character. sanzu haruchiyo, hitto kakucho, kokonoi “koko” hajime

summary. he loses his child at the mall

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sanzu haruchiyo

with sanzu, he honestly wouldn’t even realize that his son was gone until he made his way back to the car and noticed that he was alone

it would take sanzu less than a second to process this before he quickly ran back toward the mall in a panic, not caring for the many confused looks that were now being directed at him

at that moment, he couldn’t help but wryly think how funny it was that his three hours of sleep and five cups of coffee this morning wouldn’t be what finally killed him, rather it would be you

though, admittedly, if sanzu was to die to anyone, he would more than happily die at the literal hands of his beautiful wife

after continuously failing to find his son anywhere, sanzu solemnly resigned himself to his fate, about to call your number when a sudden announcement on the mall’s speakerphones caused him to sigh in relief

“um, can akashi haruchiyo-san please make his way to the first floor information desk? your son is looking for you. again, that’s akashi haruchiyo-san to the first floor information desk. thank you”

“where have you been?!” sanzu questioned after he had arrived at the information desk and recognized the young boy standing there. “i was this close to getting murdered by your mom”

“dad, you were the one who left me,” his son answered with a blank stare. “you said that you were going to step away for a few minutes to answer a phone call, but then you just left”

“huh,” sanzu commented in response. “now that you mention it, i do kind of remember that”

“you’re funny, dad,” the younger akashi said with a laugh. “come on, let’s go home already. mom’s making katsu for lunch today!”

hitto kakucho

“stay close to me,” was what kakucho had told his son before the young boy unexpectedly disappeared without a sound

despite his perfectly calm expression and demeanour at the moment, kakucho could feel himself becoming more panicked and worried as time went on with no sign of his son anywhere

kakucho would have to remind himself to breath, and it was then when he suddenly remembered the advice that he had once told his son, which was to stay where he was until you or your husband could find him

and so, kakucho proceeded to revisit the many stores from this morning, and it was only once he reached the jewellery store from earlier did tears appear in his eyes

“hi, papa!” his son greeted cheerfully, a look of surprise on his face as kakucho immediately pulled him into a loving hug

“what are you doing here, buddy?” kakucho asked in concern

“the lady from the store said that mama’s necklace would be ready at twelve,” his son explained happily before pointing to one of the many clocks placed around the mall. “it’s twelve now!”

and after hearing this answer, kakucho couldn’t help but laugh at his son’s amusingly simple and lackadaisical response

“son, i know that you’re excited about getting mama her present, but please don’t do that again. i was so scared when i realized that you were gone”

“papa was scared?” his son questioned with a curious tilt of his head

“i’m always scared when it comes to you and your mom,” kakucho replied with an adoring smile. “the two of you are my world”

partially understanding his father’s sentiments and concerns, the young boy simply nodded his head in agreement before apologizing, though all was already forgiven

kokonoi “koko” hajime

as a father, koko undoubtedly spoiled his daughter too much

she was his little princess, so he often found it difficult to deny her of her whimsical requests, like having sweets before dinner or buying an entire closet full of new and expensive clothes

on this occasion to the mall, you had challenged your husband to be strict for once, reminding him that his little princess would more than likely grow up to be conceited and spoiled if he kept acting like this

so after some hesitation, your husband eventually agreed, though he had never thought that it would be this painful and heartbreaking to say no

“p-princess, you already have plenty of dresses at home”

“but, papa, i want this dress!” koko’s daughter explained with bright, shining eyes

and it took all of koko’s resolve to not change his mind as gently refused with a tired sigh, unable to even offer an apology before his daughter disheartenedly ran out of the store while screaming, “i hate you, papa!”

hastily following after her, koko was immediately confronted with a large crowd of shoppers, his daughter nowhere in sight as he began to panickingly shout her name while ignoring the curious glances of the people around him

this went on for another ten minutes before koko reached a quieter part of the mall, and he felt his heart skip a beat in absolute joy and relief once he noticed a familiar-looking young girl

with a shout of her name, koko fell to his knees and opened his arms as his daughter quickly ran toward him with tears in her eyes

“p-papa! i’m sorry, i’m sorry!” she cried as she hugged him. “i-i was so scared that you would leave me here”

“why would i ever do that?” koko asked in amusement, though there were also tears in his eyes

“b-because i was being s-spoiled. i-i thought that you wouldn’t love me anyone and leave me here”

“that would never happen, princess. no matter what, your mom and i will always love you,” koko reassured with a comforting kiss on the top of her head. “never run away from me again, okay? you don’t know how scared i was when i couldn’t find you”

“i’m sorry, papa. i’ll be better from now on. promise!”

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buccini555 · 6 months

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮"

⁀➴ Them reacting to you saying "I hate you" after an argument

⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !

ᶻ 𝗓ᵎ 𝐹𝑡. Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Izana Kurokawa, Shinichiro Sano, Inui Seishu and Kokonoi Hajime

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran would be surprised and immediately remain completely silent, he would ignore you and look at you with a look of utter disappointment.

"So that's it? You hate me? Okay, just leave me." He would say in a serious tone, pretending not to be hurt in a certain way and would definitely shrug his shoulders, ignoring you after your spoke.

"Think better before you take out your stupid anger on me, understood?" Ran wouldn't listen to your apologies or any other speech coming from you, he would remain rude to you for a long period of time and would certainly become even more absent.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Momentarily, Rindou just wouldn't take your sentence seriously, despite that, that doesn't mean that hearing those words didn't hurt him in some way.

"You have to control your fucking emotions before you say something you'll regret later." Immediately, Rindou would respond to your speech, looking away and shaking his head in denial, it was undeniable that Rindou was totally disappointed with such an attitude coming from you.

"... Leave me alone." He would ask politely before he lost control with you and worsened the current situation between the two of you.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Haruchiyo would ignore you talk, or at least try to ignore it, hearing you say that you sincerely hated him broke his heart, but he would never show any feelings about it.

"I'm not going to stand here and listen to you talk shit." Sanzu wouldn't hesitate to leave to avoid even more confusion, he honestly didn't intend to end up losing control with you.

"...You've already hurt me enough." It would be the last thing Haruchiyo would say to you before walking away, even if you apologized or wanted him to stay, Sanzu would ignore you, even if he didn't want to, he would leave you for a while.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

Kakucho always did his best to avoid fights and would never say rude things to you, when he heard you say that you hated him, the taller felt his world collapse at the same moment, despite everything, Kakucho hid how sensitive he was, but, at that moment, all he could do was cry.

"I-I'm sorry for making you hate me, I never wanted that..." As soon as he calmed down a little, he would say completely disappointed in having let things get to this state.

After this fact, Kakucho would remain hurt for a long time, no matter how much he understood you or accepted your apology, he would continue to feel that feeling of not feeling loved and being unable to make someone really love him.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

Izana would be deeply hurt and disbelieve your words, as soon as he heard you, he would laugh nervously, but as soon as he realized how serious your words were, the smile would give way to a serious expression.

"I hate myself too, do you think I would really be affected by your stupid hatred for me?" Izana would say, screaming, he wouldn't even be able to look at you, he would just remain brooding away inside because he thought that, in a way, he had caused such behavior in you.

"Since you hate me, go ahead! Leave! Leave me like everyone else did!" It would be Izana's final speech, he really wouldn't accept your apology.

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Shinichiro would look at you with a look of disapproval and sadness, he wouldn't even be able to believe what he was hearing.

"... You hate me?" He would say, still in denial, the fight would end instantly, Shinichiro wouldn't even want to hear you anymore, he would really believe those words and that would hurt.

"I would never say something like that to you, never! Do you know the pain of hearing that? You'll never know that." After completing his speech, it would take you a while to see him again, Shinichiro would definitely leave you there, alone, because he was hurt and also to get away from all those fights.

𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮

He would be completely disbelieved in your statement even though he knew that the fight was becoming unbearable, he really didn't expect that from you.

"Y-you hate me?" He would question, with teary eyes and a trembling and low voice, as soon as you finished speaking, Inupi would immediately look away and try to hide how much it affected him.

"I'm sorry for making you hate me, it won't happen again." Before you could say anything or apologize, Inui would say, walking away and going to be alone for a while, at that moment, he would believe your words, making him feel guilty for not being able to avoid all that fight.

After a while of trying to convince himself that you just said that in a moment of anger, Inui would try to forget the whole mess.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

Kokonoi would be silent as soon as you made your speech, hearing you say that you hate him would really hurt him, despite that, Koko wouldn't show how sad and disappointed he would feel, on the contrary, he would act as if nothing had happened.

"You hate me? Okay, I'll remember that." He would say in the calmest tone he could and give a wry smile.

"I'm sorry, but I can't say the same to you." Kokonoi would walk away from you and not say anything else after that, ignoring any apology or anything like that, deep down, he would honestly be holding himself back from crying.

Even if everything was fine, Koko would definitely hold a certain grudge against you, moreover, he would start to think that you really hate him, making him become a little cold and distant.

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mitsuyeaah · 8 months

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"go to sleep. . ." sanzu's gruff voice cuts through the still silence of the night. you suck in a sharp breath, it startled you a little—you've been tracing sanzu's pretty features with your eyes as he lays on his back next to you. his side profile never fails to amaze you; the way his thick lashes curl upwards, every dip and curve of his cute nose, his rosy lips.

"or, you can keep looking." despite the tiredness in his tone, there's an evident tease. sanzu turns to his side, giving you a full view of his face. he had his arms loosely crossed over his chest, eyes sealed shut, and forehead slightly creased from his knitted brows.

bringing a finger towards sanzu's face, you ghost it over his face; along the bridge of his nose—causing him to scrunch it a little at your soft butterfly touch—to the dip of his lips, and over the ridged skin on the corners of his mouth.

"you're so pretty, haru. . .”

sanzu's heart pounded against his chest. thank the heavens for the moonlit room because you couldn't see sanzu's creeping blush. pretty. no one calls him that. the rosy-haired man lets out a little scoff before turning his back to you, hiding the fact that he's flustered.

you let out a soft laugh before wrapping your arms around him, tightly -his back flush against your chest. his scent engulfed you, immediately putting your body at ease.

"so beautiful, my haru."

sanzu lets out an absent-minded hum, taking your hand in his. naturally, he'd snap at other people calling him those words but it's different with you, it always is.

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haruchuiyo · 1 year

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sweet and good

sending a sweet picture of yourself to haruchiyo ought to have results.

content: nsfw, just filth, dom!haru + haru slipping his hands under your skirt.

fem!reader

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Haruchiyo opens the bedroom door, seeing you sit cutely on your shared bed, watching him stand in his suit and you in nothing but a skirt and a tight top. He takes his suit jacket off and walks over to you immediately, cupping your face before craning his face down to capture your lips in a breathless kiss.

“Thought you’d get away with sending a pic like that?” He says between a kiss, you grin against his mouth. “Wouldn’t think of it.” You say, your voice teasing before yelping in surprise when he picks you up from the bed, before sitting down on it and places you on his lap. He chuckles at your words while cupping your face and stroking your cheek with his thumb.

“Especially when I asked you for one, hm?” He grins you and you nod your head. “I think I deserve a reward for that.” You say matter of factly and Haruchiyo can’t help himself but find your words cute, but agreeable.

“My sweet doll do deserve a reward for sending such pretty picture of her,” he begins as he leans in, “in her pretty skirt,” he mumbles against your check, his lips brushing against them as he speaks, “and her pretty cunt.” he whispers against your ear before kissing the sweet spot behind your ear, earning himself a soft moan from you.

“Haru..” you whisper out his name and he hums in reply as if he understood what you meant.

He pulls away and tilts your head to the right, kissing you hard, devouring your lips, sucking up your moans and whimpers as he grinds your cunt against his clothed cock. A immense scorching ecstasy submerged your senses. Your hands slide up to weave them through his hair. He groans into your mouth as he pushes you down against his hardened dick, strained inside his suit pants. Back arching, you start grinding on him, he breaks away from the kiss, a string of saliva drifting between you before collapsing.

“Keep moving like that, sweet doll.” He rasps out as he tilts your head to the right before brushing your hair off your neck, gaining access to your skin there to press down heated kisses down your neck. He slides his hand down below your skirt to squeeze your ass, helping you roll against his cock that is straining against the confines of his suit pants.

You moan out his name while tugging on his hair when he bucks his hips up into you. You roll your hips against his bulge in a desperate pace, as your head falls down to his shoulder. “Feels so good...” You cry out as Haruchiyo gives approving sounds. “I know, baby, just keep moving hmm?” He coos as you softly nod at his words biting back whimpers when you feel him suck and nip on your bare shoulder.

You can’t keep this up for much longer, as soon as your hips lose their pace, Haruchiyo moves his head up to meet your lips in another euphoric kiss, your emotions full of Haruchiyo and Haruchiyo only.

Your body goes ablaze when you feel his fingers slip down below your skirt, to your drenched slit, running two calloused fingers up and down it. He kisses you harder as you mewl while he thrusts his fingers in and out of you.

He rubs your clit in circles that gets faster and tighter, you squirm in his lap and moan. The knot in your stomach gets tighter when you feel his two fingers slip inside you, your belly’s already ignited, tightening even more when he rubs his thumb on your clit before continuing his ministrations inside your cunt.

Haruchiyo feels you clench down on his fingers and he knows you’re close to reach your point. Breaking away from the kiss, he uses his other hand to hold the back of your neck.

“Look at me.” You hear him say as you open your eyes. Face wet with tears, mascara smudges beneath your eyes and you pout your lips at him, and he gives you a quick kiss thinking how cute you look before pulling away.

“Angel, I want you to look at me as you come okay?” He softly tells you as you nod your head. “Yes.” You simply say while biting back a moan when you feel yourself getting even closer and closer the more he thrusts his fingers in and out of you. And when he curls his fingers up, touching a certain spot the knot in your belly loosens, you feel his hold on your neck get tighter as he fastens up the pace. You you come over his fingers so hard, squeezing your thighs against his hips while grinding down on his fingers, riding out the high as you say his name over and over again.

“Good girl.” He kisses you on the lips softly as you pant, catching your breath. “You’re so cute when you come on me like that.” He murmurs at you softly. You lean your head to bury it in the crook of his neck, whimpering feeling like your senses are overloaded when you feel his hands run up and down your slit, painting your cunt with your come.

“You did so good, my sweet doll.” He praises you gently as he gives chaste kisses on your shoulder. You let out a soft mewl when you feel him nip on your shoulder one last time before he brings your head up to look at him.

To look at him as he slides his tongue down his two fingers that was inside you, before taking it into his mouth, tasting you. You moan softly at the sight before pressing your lips on the corner of his lips, while breathing out his name like a mantra.

You feel him lay you back down on the bed, he loosens his tie before taking it off and kneels before you on the bed. As he does that, put your legs up, spreading them and he smiles proudly at you for that. Which has you feeling flustered and shy, knowing just his simple smile is a praise for your behaviour. He unbuttons his shirt and takes it off revealing his beautiful chest and toned stomach.

“Such pretty doll.” He says as he takes off his belt and unzips his pants before tugging his briefs down, revealing his cock which has you letting out a moan. The tip is beautiful soft crimson, pre cum leaking on top of and veins protruding.

“You want my cock baby?” He asks and you almost cry at that question. “Yes, yes I do.” You answer in a haste and Haruchiyo chuckles. Reaches his hands down to tug on your shirt and you automatically take it off and throw it somewhere in the room. His eyes immediately goes to your tits and perked up nipples, licking his lips before he looks up at you.

“I’d keep playing with you but I think you deserve my cock now.” He hovers his body over yours, balancing himself on his arm as he leans his cock to your cunt. You tug your skirt up to see his cock slip inside you with no problem. The more the intrusion, the more he stretches you wide accommodating his cock. you feel full and you gasp as he bottoms out inside you. Haruchiyo proudly smiles at how pretty your cunt wraps around his cock and he can’t stop himself from tracing his index finger on your pussy, loving the sounds that omits from you at his touch on you.

“Need you to move..” you breathe out as Haruchiyo nods his head. “Of course baby, just admiring how pretty your pussy looks with my cock in it.” he pulls out and immediately thrusts in which has you let out a breathy moan.

You reach your hands up to tug on shirt, pulling your closer to you. He kisses you on your mouth, groaning into the kiss when he feels you clench down on him. He tugs in your bottom lip while he places both his on your neck and squeezes each time you clench around his cock. And each squeeze from him omits a gasp and surge of sensations up your body. Mouth moving together and your tongues swirling against each other, drool slips down from your mouth as he pulls away, his thrusting stopping.

He moves his hands from your neck, tracing his fingers around your tits, flicking over both your nipples that has slightly arching your back, which makes him softly smile before he goes to place them at your hips. His eyes are dazed as they look over your body before moving his hips against you.

“Fuck fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” He grits out as he pounds inside you, the tip of his cock hitting your spot each time, feeling the veins in your gummy walls. “You feel so good, doll so good. you take my cock like a good girl. you are my good girl aren’t you?” his voice purring as you nod your head, tears welling up in your eyes at his pace and how his cock makes you feel. “Need your words, angel.”

“Your good girl.” You cry out while grasping onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin and he lets out a unrestrained groan at that. “That’s right, you’re my good girl.” You gasp when you feel him putting your legs on your chest, holding them there against you as his thrusts are hitting in you at a different angle. The feeling so good, you’re grasping so tightly on the sheets and biting on your lower lip.

“Fuck, doesn’t it feel good doll?” He asks in between his thrusts, moaning as he fucks his length into your leaking pussy. “Sucking my cock like a good girl, aren’t you?” You nod your head desperately, lost of words as you let out a sob. “Yes, I am.”

“Are you gonna cream on my cock doll?” you nod your head again, looking into his eyes and he sees how you’re pleading at him to make you come and he smiles at that. “Be the good girl you are and come for me.” you’re gasping in relief and pleasure when the tip of his cock kisses your cervix, his cock twitching inbetween your pulsating walls as he lets out shuddering groan before he presses himself deeper inside you, moans leaving his lips. Curling your toes as you reach your climax while Haruchiyo spurts thick ropes of cum in you, filling you whole.

He lets go off your legs, resting them on each of his side. He pulls his cock out and you can feel warm touch of his tip on your cunt, as he holds it to circle your essence before he lets go of it to do it with his fingers. You whine at the overstimulation when you feel him push his cum inside you, letting no drop go to waste.

“You did so well, angel.” He expresses softly and proudly, praising you as he looks at how pretty your cunt look drenched in his and your come. He then looks up at you and warmth fills his body seeing your messed up hair, wet face and flushed sweaty skin.

He proceeds to lay down beside you, stroking your hair, running his fingers through your hair as you hum in content. You look at his face, hair sticking on his forehead, lips parted as he looks at you with such sweet look in his eyes. You part his hair away from his face. You place your hands on his bare chest, before sliding them up his nape and burying your face in the crook of his neck.

“I love you, angel.” You hear him mumble against the crown of your hair. You smile against his neck, feeling happy. “And I love you, haru.” You softly say back.

You feel his hands crawl down to cup your face and you look at him, cheeks colored with soft red and smile on his pretty lips.

“Let’s rest up, yeah?” he gives you a chaste kiss on your lips and you nod your head, “Let’s do that.” you say back gently before going to bury your face in his neck again.

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airbendertendou · 1 year

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JUST TO KISS ME! ♥︎

synopsis : various asexual!characters w asexual!reader ; non-sexual intimacy characters include : sanzu, belphie, kokonoi, and solomon.

warnings : [name] used in place of y/n or mc ; laying on sanzu in his, if that makes you uncomf you can skip ; solomon puts his hand on your throat w no ill intentions ; sexual jokes ; asexuality does not always mean sex-repulsed

song inspo ; we’ll never have sex by leith ross

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— SANZU! ♥︎

the air is misty as you leave the shower, steam fogged up the mirrors around you, clinging to each and every surface it could. with a frown, you realize you’d left your favorite lotion in your bedroom. clad in only comfy shorts, you make your way there.

sanzu is dozing on your bed, his bare back greeting you as he lays on his stomach. a pile of bloodied clothes sit near the closet — the same suit he’d been wearing that morning. with a thought, you forgo the lotion and make your way to him.

settling down on top of him gently, you hum in delight as your skin touches his. sanzu lets out a grunt only to relax a second later, welcoming your added weight happily.

— BELPHEGOR! ♥︎

sleepy, dream-filled eyes look around until they see you. you’re sitting on the counter as satan cooks, muttering about a book you’d just read. beelzebub is peeking over the blonde’s shoulder, eyes hungry and ravenous as he watches his brother make dinner.

“mornin’, kid! sleep well?” it’s mammon who spots him first. belphie only hums, feet tapping his way to you. he wraps his arms around your hips, nose nuzzling into your sternum as he yawns. mammon lets out a snort, “like we’re not even here…”

“wanted somethin’ sweet,” he’s teetering on the cusp of sleeping again, ignoring the howls and jokes his brothers make. he hears something about you being the sweetest thing in the house — not that he disagrees on that part. with a kiss to your neck, belphie is snoring once more as you run your fingers through his hair.

— KOKONOI! ♥︎

he was meant to be helping you pick out clothes. it was your date night — a weekly, mandatory thing he tried his best not to miss. but, kokonoi looked so pretty as he juggled between two shirts — two of his favorites that he loved to see on you. so, really, it wasn’t your fault.

“baby, how do you like—“ a yelp leaves his mouth the next second. you’d tugged him down gently by his shirt collar, a devilish grin on your lips that melts against his own. pants echo in your mouth ; his tongue sweeping against yours briefly before he pulls away. koko speaks through giggles, “wait… wait a minute. let me set these down.”

his cheeks are flushed as he puts your clothes back in the closet. you’re still eyeing him heavily, sweeping up every inch of him. kokonoi clears his throat before sitting beside you this time. that’s all you need before you’re diving in greedily once more.

— SOLOMON! ♥︎

asmodeous had a problem. many problems, really, but a certain one that irritated everyone else as well. he never knocked. true to his form, asmo welcomes himself into your room, a frown on glossed lips as he holds two sheet masks. “doll, do you think— didn’t know you guys were into that.”

solomon can’t help his grin, even as he rolls his eyes. a spell you’d been trying earlier almost backfired — could’ve backfired if he didn’t help in time. as a result, your vocal chords had been hit. his hand was around your throat, checking your lymph nodes and making sure everything was okay — that’s all.

you pull your chin down and away from solomon’s hand, your own cheshire grin forming at the comment. catching sight of the masks in asmo’s hands, you speak up. “we’ll invite you next time. go with the green one — it’s good for hydration.”

——♥︎——

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b0nten · 1 year

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hellouuuuuu congrats on 1k~ 💕 for the event may i request prompt 8 with sanzu, where the reader is going undercover as police for bonten and giving them info, but at the same time reader has to actually do police work and they get hurt. so then sanzu is like treating their wounds? but like the reader and him "hate" each other yk? ahhh sorry if this doesn't make sense 😔(or rindou incase he's already be asked for) ok have a great day~

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ if only you weren’t that busy with work, he’d like to always have you there. you’re more than his infopoint, he’s been in love for as long as he can remember.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ helouuuuu andi 😘 here it is! took too long, i know😄 also, i cried my eyes out writing this (just broke up with my bf 😍 thank god tho) — promt no. 8 + sanzu ! ; mentions of blood and injury

INFOPOINT

“got careless there, didn’t ya’?”

the satin touch of sanzu’s hands is inconsistent with his normal persona. slowly, he covers a cotton pad in rubbing alcohol and slowly, but precisely, taps in on the big cut on your andomen. you hiss in return, it stings badly.

“here, squeeze as hard as you need.” he reaches out his hand for you to hold, and you don’t miss the chance. your fingers first interwine slowly but when he applies some more pressure on the wound, you fit them together abruptly, like the last missing piece of a never-ending puzzle.

“look at you, being all gentle and cute, ‘chiyo” your lips twitch in a smile through the pain and you tilt your head up, cursing through your teeth when you hit the mirror behind you.

“would ms. detective prefer to clean her wounds alone?” he says back, awaiting one of your quick-witted answers, which he does get.

“you don’t have the balls to let me do that.”

he laughs at your casual banter, and reaches for some gauze, to his left, from the marble bathroom counter. wrapping the slash nicely, he reaches for your head and rests his hand behind. then, a gentle kiss lands on your forehead, as reminder of how worried he’s been since you showed up with cuts and bruises all over you.

“i thought you said you wouldn’t fall in love?” another friendly remark slides from you, now having been freed from the pain.

“same goes for you, no? lead detective falling in love with a mafia guy seems kinda irresponsible, doesn’t it?”

“please, “ you roll your eyes, and sanzu watches you with amusement as he grabs a cotton ball and soaks it in alcohol yet again, “i’ve known you since we were in high school and you were still eating your boogers in class, don’t get too cocky now! i’ve been in love for a lot of years.”

he bursts out laughing and it contaminates you, both breathlessly holding onto each other as your giggles fill the empty bathroom.

“speaking ‘bout detectives and mafia, i should tell you what i’ve heard late— “

“not today, “ he says and finishes up the last wound, adding the cotton to the bloodied pile on the floor, “you should rest first. bonten affairs can wait for a little bit.”

he lifts you up and a smile adorns both your faces. you wrap your hands around his neck and rest your head against his.

“thank god, a nap sounds actually perfect right now.”

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zeltqz · 10 months

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unwind with me | haruchiyo sanzu

pairing. ex bf!sanzu x fem!reader

word count. 3.4k

synopsis. when sanzu doesn't take you breaking up with him seriously.

content. mentions of murder (bonten antics), pills, sex under the influence, sanzu being in denial, clingly obsessive haruchiyo, toxic relationship, sanzu broke into your house, so implied stalking ig? no violence though

taglist. @insayninthamembrayn @mrsharuchiyo @thisbicc @Mishueb @littleoanh @gennysuga @wenumsmol @foreshadxw @meuw02

authors note. IM BACK BITCHES (kinda sorta idk) i know i promised to post like days ago but things happened so..........yeah my fault my fault

“This is me,” you said with a small smile to your date. The uber driver stopped outside your house as you dug through your bag for your keys.

“I had fun today,” he muttered, pressing his forehead against yours. His warm brown eyes stared at yours as you fought back the urge to kiss him. It’s late, the sun set long ago, the black sky littered with stars and the mood was just perfect. If there was another moment to kiss him it was now.

As if he was thinking the same, his eyes dropped down to your lips as his tongue darted out to wet his own. You leaned forward first, closing what little gap was left between both your bodies and you kissed him, slow and sweet.

The driver watched the slow kiss through the mirror and frowned. “How adorable. But you need to leave my car. I have other stops to make.”

The two of you pulled away, having forgotten your surroundings and you cleared your throat, bidding goodbye to your date and the driver and slid out of the car. When you looked back at the car, he had his hands in a phone gesture and mouthed Call me , making you giggle as the car drove off. You bit back on a shit-eating grin as you made your way up to your door. If it wasn’t for the love struck haze in your mind, you would’ve noticed how weird it was that your door was already unlocked.

Stepping inside your house, you flicked on the light, humming to yourself as you kicked off your shoes. You grabbed a sorry snack from the fridge and began to dig into it as you thought back to your day. This was the fifth date your friends set you up on this week alone. Each of them were exhausting and boring; the men mediocre at best, only talking about themselves the entire time and rarely asking you questions about yourself, your job or your life.

Today however, exceeded all your expectations. Not only was he nurturing, kind, and caring, he also paid for all your things despite telling him you could afford it, listened to you talking about your life and remembered bits and pieces to bring up later. It shocked you when he remembered a short joke you made earlier and even brought it up later causing you to break out into laughter.

Despite being the lovely person he was, there was still something missing. Compared to your ex boyfriend who quite frankly was crazy. You shook your head, refusing to think about Haruchiyo right now when you’re trying to move on.

With a sigh, you walked over to your living room with the intent to watch some TV, and yelp when you see Haruchiyo reclining on your couch like he lives here. Like you didn’t break up with him last week. He even had the audacity to put his filthy shoes on your furniture just because he can.

“Get out.”

He looked away from the TV and over to you. With the darkness in the living room, his face looked even more haunting as the TV screen lit up half of his face, his mouth stretched into a chilling smile that sent shivers down your spine. If you had something other than a teaspoon in your hands right now you would’ve dashed it at him.

“But you just got here…” he said with a frown.

“And you need to leave. Right now. B—before I call—”

“Call who? The police? You know Bonten basically controls them, right?” He leaned back against the couch, stretching his long arms out and smirked at you. “I practically own them. They worship me baby.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. I won’t call the police. But you need to get out.”

His eyes crinkled as he smiled, all teeth at you. “Nice to see you too.”

You felt like you had 400 pound shackles on your feet with how heavy your footsteps were, but you stopped in front of the couch. “Why are you here?”

He tilted his head to the side. “Can I not see you? Check up on you?” The fact he looked genuinely confused made you want to rip your hair out.

“You have a phone. I have a phone.”

“You blocked me,” he cut you off, narrowing his eyes.

You crossed your arms over your chest, fighting back a scoff. “Take the hint.” You leaned closer to his face, hoping the closeness would make your words actually enter his ears not float past him. “We. Broke. Up. I do not love you anymore.”

Haruchiyo hummed, stroking his chin, looking up at the ceiling. “No…No I don’t recall us breaking up.” He looked back down and smiled playfully when he watched your serious face fall. “I remember you telling me to fuck off and die though. That’s what you told me.” He shrugged. “Nothing about breaking up though.”

“Huh?” You blinked at him, hands clenched to your side. “It’s common sense!” You took a deep breath, stepping away from him to pace around your living room, all the while he just leaned forward, grabbed the snack you dropped on the table and began to eat it.

“You know what. Fine.” You crossed the room once more, stopping in front of him. “I want to break up.”

He shook his head taking a bite of the Oreo. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do. I want to break up.” You meant every single word and you noted the exact moment he realised you weren’t playing around. His mouth fell into a flat line and his eyebrows creased as he frowned.

“You don’t mean that,” he repeated, standing from the couch. You took a step back when he kept walking towards you until you hit the wall. His eyes flashed dangerously as he glared down at you. “Take it back.”

“No,” you spat back, holding your ground. Deep down you knew it wasn’t right for you to be provoking him like this, not with a track record like his. But you were sick of being submissive. “I—I mean every word.” You had to force the words out, hoping with each passing the weakness inside you left with it.

But the second you stuttered it all went to fail.

His smile only grew. “That so?”

“I don’t want to be with you anymore.”

“Why’s that?” He pouted, his whole demeanour condescending as he brushed his hand over your cheek. The faint tingle of his fingers brushing along your skin had your lip trembling, fighting the urge to flinch away from his touch. He’s so scary. “C’mon, tell me why? What did I do?”

You swallowed the thick lump in your throat. “You’re dangerous, Haru.”

He snickered a little. “Common knowledge, sweetheart.” He moved his hand down to your chin, fighting your face up to his eyeline. “What else?”

From the corner of your eye, you can’t miss the tattoo on his forearm. The permenant, constant reminder that Haruchiyo will always be who he is. When you first saw the tattoo, you let ignorance consume you, thinking he just liked the design, but now you know the true meaning behind Bonten and their motives, you know Haruchiyo’s job excuting people he thinks are traitors. The fact when you asked for his body count and he only shrugged made you want to puke. You can’t look at the tattoo the same anymore, neither can you look at him the same.

“You kill people.”

“So?”

“So?” You blinked uselessly at him. “Are you serious? Y—you can’t just kill people Sanzu! It’s—”

“It’s Haru to you.” He had the audacity to roll his eyes but at least he removed his hand from your face. “Don’t tell me you forgot?”

You crossed your arms together and shook your head. “No. Not anymore.”

His lips twitched up into a smile, the corners of his scars following suit. Those same scars you used to kiss every night and tell him they’re beautiful and unique do nothing but scare you even more. “Do you remember what you used to say to me?” he started, slowly tilting your head to the side by your chin.

“I used to say a lot of things.” You swallowed harshly, hoping he doesn’t feel the tremble of your jaw.

“You said that you love me,” he muttered, distracted by your lips and how sexy they looked under your ceiling light, “that you cared about me…swore that you’d never leave me—”

The memories of each moment fill your mind, the images of kissing him goodbye, squeezing him tight and begging him to stay before he could leave, pouting when he told you he couldn’t stay the night because he had “work to do”.

Vaguely, you wonder that if you knew what ‘work’ consisted of, would you have let him stay the night?

“That was before…”

“Before what?” He looked at you confused, intrigued.

You took a deep breath, swallowing your emotions down. “Before you lied to me about who you were and what you did!” Your voice got higher the more you spoke, and you hated the way you sounded and the way tears fell down your face. “I fell in love with the guy before I figured out who you were. You’re a fucking murderer and I don’t love you.”

The silence was deafening, filled with nothing but the dull sound of your AC, the water from the tap dripping slowly into the sink, and the sound of your heavy breathing as you tried to calm yourself down.

He backed away and started laughing. It was a low chuckle that slowly erupted into something more, a full fit of laughter and you couldn’t help but feel so small, like the punchline of some unknown joke.

“What’s—what’s so funny?”

He can’t stop laughing, even after he slapped a hand over his mouth to conceal it. “Nothing—nothing. It’s just—fuck. You’re so dumb.”

“I—” You blinked at him.

“You knew exactly what you were getting into when you dated me. You’re not fooling anybody with this act of yours. You like the thrill, don’t you? You had this mindset that you thought you could change me, right? That’s what this is about?”

“I didn’t— No. I di—”

“No,” he cut you off, standing in front of you again. He placed his hand on your waist and tugged you closer. “You did. You just don’t want to accept the truth.”

Squeezing your eyes shut, you fought back a whimper when you felt his lips by your ear, your legs turning weaker by the second when he whispered, “You can’t accept the fact you’re in love with someone like me.”

You inhaled sharply when he licked your earlobe. “I don’t love you.”

He hummed softly by your ear, and you hated how the sound calmed you. If it wasn’t for the fact your heart was beating so fast it might as well have jumped outside of your chest, you know you would’ve forgot about everything he did or made you feel and melted into his touch.

“Why don’t you love me?” His lips tickled your ears as he whispered, voice full of emotion and it almost pained you to spend another second with him this close to you. His face turned, his nose sliding against your cheek leaving a compellingly warm trail until he stopped by pressing his lips to yours in a soft kiss. It was far too short for your liking, but you couldn’t help but feel relieved when he pulled away, untrusting of your own body to have the strength to pull away yourself. “What did I ever do to you?”

“N—nothing…”

“So why do you hate me?” When you shook your head and tried to look down at the ground, he lifted your head up back to his.

“Stop it,” you grumbled, trying to shake out of his grip but froze when he pressed his forehead against yours. Green eyes peeked down at yours, and your stomach ached when you saw the heat in his eyes. “I don’t hate you Haru… I just—” You struggled to find the words for the sudden inner turmoil you were facing regarding your feelings. “I don’t know.”

“So you love me? Hm?” He nudged your face back to his when you looked distracted. “C’mon.”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes you do. You love me just like I love you. Look at me.” He gently shook you. You flicked your eyes up at him, shiny with your tears that had his thumb tingling to wipe it off, or lick it off. Either option has him satifised.

Licking your tears though will probably creep you out even more and it took him this long to calm you down, the last thing he’d want is to scare you off again. So he chose the latter, wiping your tears away as he shushed you.

“Shhhh, it’s okay. I got you.” You started to cry harder to the point he needed buckets to clear it all away. He pushed your head into his chest and you wrinkled his shirt with how hard you gripped it, and sobbed silently. “You’re getting my shirt wet, baby.”

“Shut up,” your voice was watery as you stifled a laugh, embracing him in a tight hug. The tears didn’t stop until he pulled your face away, holding you with one big hand on your cheek.

“Lemme make you feel better, baby.” He doted kisses along your cheeks. You shook your head and snifled.

“I can’t.”

“You can. Look at me.” There was a hint of demand in his voice that had you forcing yourself to meet his gaze. He licked his lips as he looked searchingly across your face. He was leaning forward and your eyes squeezed shut when he met your lips in a kiss.

His hand slid down to your back, pulling you towards him till your chests touched. Your arms ached with the need to hold him back, wrap his arms around him to embrace him the way you want him to.

“Haru, n—” He sloppily kissed you again, pushing you back against the wall.

You moaned into his mouth when he moved his hands to your ass, squeezing and holding it in a painful grip as his tongue devoured your mouth, licking along yours. He always kissed sloppily, loving nothing more than to pull away and watch the string of spit break. One of his hands moved upwards to carress your waist, squeezing gently as he slowly slid up your shirt, his fingers tickling your stomach moments later.

You broke the kiss to switch angles, holding him by the back of his neck, pressing your chest as close to his as possible in an unspoken request for him to go further. He lifted you off the floor and your legs wrapped around his waist.

Your mind was screaming at you for letting yourself slip between the cracks of Haru’s fingers again, but your body was aching, rolling with heat that only Haruchiyo could extinguish.

With that, he flopped you onto your bed, kneeling between your legs and started to unbutton his shirt. “I missed you so fucking much,” he said, throwing his shirt somewhere into the dark corner of your room.

You bit your tongue to stop yourself from saying it back.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded, digging into his pants pocket for a baggie of MDMA pills. He placed one on your tongue, and slotted one on his, letting it dissolve on his tongue before leaning down to lick into your mouth. This was the level of sloppiness he’s craved, rolling his tongue against yours, sucking on it until you caved, running your hands along his chest until they reached his pants.

You hooked a finger into his belt loop, unbuckling the item and sliding it off him. He broke the kiss to look down at your hands as they disappeared into his pants, his mouth dropping open as you brushed his cock lightly. “F—fuck…”

“Feel good?” You whisper in his ear, tugging his earlobe between your teeth.

“Yeah,” he murmurred, leaning down to lay a littany of sloppy kisses down your neck and chest. You lifted your arms up and helped him remove your shirt before he was groping your chest.

His hands slid under your body and unfastened your bra, tossing it in the same direction he disposed of his shirt. “Never seen someone with better tits than yours, fuck.” He sat back and squeezed them together, enjoying the sight of his hands alone covering your whole breast. “You’re so sexy.”

His head lowered close enough until he latched onto a nipple, his tongue circled around it as he licked and sucked. Your chest stuttered in your chest as his warm mouth made you dizzy. “Haru.”

“Hm?” He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. “What’s wrong?”

The effects of the pill had your mind blanking and sensations intensifying. Every vein in your body was on full alert as you felt the raw jittery energy run through them. “Keep going.”

He grinned as he watched your trip start and began sucking down your stomach. Your hands bunched up his hair, unaware of the tight grip you possessed when his tongue stopped above your abdomen. He all but ripped your pants off, leaving your underwear on and continued his journey to your thighs.

“Haru, come on,” you whispered, impatient. You were just as hungry to see him between your legs as he was to eat you out.

“Fuck…you look really good…” he murmurs as he raked his eyes down your body, focused on the spread of your legs. He hooked his finger under your panties and tugged on it, your slick attaching to his finger and he licked his lips. “So wet already?”

“...shut up.”

He chuckled and began pulling your panties down. Two big palms spread your legs to make enough room for his face. His eyes sparkled with admiation like he’s eyeing the worlds holiest relic. The moonlight bouncing from the window only made your wet folds glisten, paired up with the way the drugs melted through his system made his mouth water. He got a little lost in the moment when he slides a finger through your folds, relishing in the hitched moan that left your moan.

How he missed that sound. How he missed your sounds.

Your little breathless ‘please’ was lost behind closed ears when he licked a long stripe on your cunt. A muffled slur of his name slipped from your mouth as he slowly ate you out, focusing on the way your wetness felt on his tongue. His lips latched onto your clit, sucking obscenly so that your back arched off the bed.

Drinking from you is so addictive and sweet he thinks he might cry if he has to pull away. He pulled you closer, your body being dragging along the sheets as he continued to devour you. The closer your body was, the more hungry he felt, and his nails dug into your numb thighs painfully.

His tongue lazily licked up and down at your clit until your legs were squeezing his head, shifting restlessly on the bed to get him away from you.

“H—haru, fuck fuck fuck,” you whimpered, pulling his hair aggressively as your body shook with pleasure.

“Not yet, baby. I’m not done,” he spoke into your pussy, moving back to your clit. “Wanna lick you dry, holy shit.”

“I can’t—” You whined, trying to push him off you. After a couple more scratching and tugging, he pulled away, the bottom half of his face soaked in your slick.

“If you can’t even handle my tongue, how can you handle my cock?” As if to prove his point, his cock was thick and hard in his boxers when he stood up, moving to kneel between your legs.

Watching Haruchiyo strip was like a holy rite, the way his dick sprung out from his boxers. Especially when he began palming his length, pushing more and more precum from the tip with each jerk. Your mouth watered as you sat up slowly to get on your knees, moving to the end of the bed where he stood.

You wrapped a hand around his cock, making his hips jerk forward when you began to lap at the bead of precum beading at the tip. He let out a faint moan at the way your lips suctioned around his cock, the warmth of your mouth making his head spin the lower you sunk down.

“Just like that…” he bit his lip drawing blood as you started to bob your head up and down. Your jaw ached from the stretch and it took everything in you not to choke, but you wanted to please him, so you endured it and took him as far in as you could.

The second your nose brushed his pelvis, his hand flew to the back of your head and held you down there, head thrown back, mouth flopped open as he let out puffy breaths with each passing second your throat convulsed around his cock.

He pulled you off and positioned you onto all fours, rubbing and smacking at a single cheek. “You know what you do to me?” He licked his lips, moving his cock between your thighs and began to slowly fuck them.

The heat of his cock plus the wetness between your legs made you slowly fuck back, face tucked between your arms. His cock is nestled perfectly between your thighs and to tempt him more, you squeeze your thighs together, fighting back a laugh when he groans.

“Oh, it’s like that huh?” He pulled out and you never felt more empty despite him not even fucking you yet. “You wanna keep that same attitude in five seconds?”

“Wha— fuck!” you moaned out, nails scratching the sheets when he sheathed himself inside you in one thrust. “Oh my god! F—fuck!” Your body bounced back against him as he held your hips, fucking into you like you’re a fuck toy, submissive and pliant.

He threw his head back, closing his eyes as your pussy squeezed and gushed around his cock. He fucked you till you’re stuffed, your walls dragging along his cock with every thrust.

“You feel so fucking good,” he mumbles, voice borderline shaking. He stopped moving and spanked you again, making you jolt. “Fuck back onto it.”

“N—no,” you managed to stutter out, still keeping your stubborn demeanour.

“No?” His thrusts came to a stop.

“Don’t stop.” You frowned, straining your weak muscles to look behind you, but he shoved your face back into the sheets.

He bent forward until his back was flush against yours, and spoke into your ear. “I said fuck back onto it.” He dug his hands into your hair and lifted you up. “You gonna do as I say?”

“Y—yes.” He let go of your hair and moved back and watched with wild eyes as you slowly pushed off his cock and back down. “O—oh my god,” you moaned out, digging your face back into the sheets as you continued fucking yourself on his cock. Every now and then he’d slap your ass and groan into your ear, all sinful and low enough to spur you on and go crazy on his cock even more.

Sanzu practically felt your whole body go numb as you silently screamed into the sheets as your body trembled. Your orgasm was intense and he snapped his hips forward, making your silent scream a yelp as he pinned you back down to the bed, fucking into you with the intent of cumming inside you. You could feel his hips stutter and after a couple seconds, he slammed once more then there was a wet squelch and a moan followed by heavy panting.

He pulled out and sat back, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Your body was stiff and limp and the lack of energy made it hard for you to move. After a couple seconds, you heard him slide off the bed and begin looking around your room for his clothes. In the time it took him to change back into his clothes, you managed to lift yourself enough to roll over onto your back.

After fixing his belt, he pulled out his phone and read a message from Mikey before putting it back into his pocket. “I gotta go. Got more business to take care of.” He winked at you, taunting you now that you know the meaning behind his ‘business’ and swiftly shut the door behind him.

#—tr </3 #sanzu x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #haruchiyo sanzu x reader #sanzu imagines #haruchiyo smut #sanzu smut #tr x reader #tr smut #tokrev x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokrev smut #tokyo revengers x reader

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Troublemakers pt. 2

#I'll leave it up to your imagination for what Ran does to Sanzu lol #Tokyo Revengers #東卍FA #Manjiro Sano #TR Mikey #Haitani Rindou #Haruchiyo Sanzu #Haitani Ran #Kakucho #TR Kakucho #Hajime Kokonoi #Mikey TR

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usernamerenn · 2 years

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BONTEN’S ASSASSIN

character. sano “mikey” manjiro, sanzu haruchiyo (ft. bonten)

summary. you’re hired as bonten’s assassin

note. m!reader, spoilers, smoking. a request from @sxgarcude-anon. i changed one detail from the request, but i hope that this is still all right. likes and reblogs are always appreciated

sano “mikey” manjiro

looking at you was like staring into a mirror

when it was made known throughout the criminal underworld that bonten was in need of a skilled assassin, you had been recommended to them by one of their informants

despite your rather handsome appearance, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about you, yet mikey was quick to recognize that you both shared the same distant, blank eyes, which told similar stories of tragedy, trauma, and loss

“what’s your name?” was mikey’s first question after reviewing your extensive list of past assassinations, noticing how you had failed to provide any basic information about yourself

“ghost,” you answered, your voice quiet and monotone

“the legendary assassin?” sanzu mumbled from where he stood next to mikey’s desk

“i meant your real name,” bonten’s leader corrected with a frown

“i don’t have one. that was the name given to me when i was found by my teacher”

with a raised eyebrow, mikey continued with his line of questioning before eventually concluding the interview by asking why bonten should hire you

“you have money. i need money,” you explained simply. “moreover, it would be highly beneficial if bonten was to hire me. from what i’ve observed, you and your men are not as good as you think you are”

your careless statement had sanzu immediately making a move for his gun, the weapon aimed at your head and his finger ready to pull the trigger the instant you decided to insult his king again

“you better watch your fucking mouth,” the second-in-command warned angrily

however, your expression remained unchanged as you blinked a few times in realization before responding with, “i apologize. my teacher has always told me that i have a habit of speaking unnecessarily. i suppose that i should have kept that comment to myself, even if it was true-”

sanzu haruchiyo

firing his gun without another word, sanzu watched in disbelief as you instantly stood from your seat before cleanly slicing the bullet in half with a blade that you had drawn from your sleeve

for a quick moment, sanzu incredulously wondered which idiot had allowed you to pass the security check with a secret weapon on hand, but he immediately redirected his focus as he ran to protect mikey

“don’t fucking move,” he ordered, three other bonten members now also appearing in the room and similarily aiming their guns at you

although you were clearly at a disadvantage, the uninterested, almost bored, look on your face told sanzu that you didn’t see him, bonten, or mikey as any serious threats, and this slight against his king angered sanzu more than anything

“please, let’s not fight,” you calmly advised. “it’d be a shame if you gentlemen had to die for nothing”

“you don’t appear to realize the danger that you’re in right now,” sanzu said with a glare

“i could say the same to you,” you commented back as you readied your blade

and before sanzu could properly retort, mikey surprised him by signalling everyone to stand down

“you’re hired,” mikey announced, leaving sanzu to stare at him in complete shock. “your skills are undeniably, and they would be a great help to bonten. we’ll contact you at a later date about your contract and other arrangements”

“very well,” you replied with a slight nod. “thank you for this opportunity”

unable to contest his leader’s decision, sanzu simply glare as he watched you walk away

if he was going to be forced to work with you for who knew how long, then he spitefully promised to make your life at bonten a living hell

bonten

when news had reached the bonten higher-ups that you would be working with them, most of the executives had responded with concern and wariness after listening to sanzu’s retelling of your interview

the haitani brothers, however, were contrarily excited to meet you, thinking that it would be funny to try to befriend you in an attempt to annoy sanzu, and the three of you were soon constantly seen together and going on missions with one another

rindou liked you because you were quiet and similar in personality to him, while ran saw as a second younger brother that he needed to take care of

seeing your close friendship with ran and rindou, it didn’t take long before the opinions of the other executives began to shift, much to sanzu’s horror and betrayal

takeomi liked you well enough because you never really bothered him and always got your work done in a timely and efficient manner

mochi was admittedly afraid of you, as you never made any noise when you walked, and this would result in many instances where you would randomly appear before him

with koko, the two of you would often have afternoon tea together, with you actively listening to him talk about the various stresses of having to manage such a large organization’s finances

yet the one that you arguably got along best with was kakucho, as you had both grown up as orphans and would frequently confide with one another because of this shared past

sanzu, meanwhile, continued to act hostile toward you, and he did everything he could to keep true to his promise of making your life at bonten a living hell

“what do you mean you failed?” sanzu questioned tauntingly as you reported to mikey and the other executives about your latest mission. “the police superintendent was supposed to be an easy kill. how could you have possibly failed something like that?”

“i apologize. i had miscalculated,” you said before casting your eyes to the floor. “there was a thunderstorm that night, and his son was sleeping in the same bed as him. the boy had awoken just when i was about to eliminate the target”

“so what?” sanzu scoffed. “just kill the brat along with his old man”

“i-i couldn’t,” you admitted somberly, causing everyone to look at you in surprise, instantly noticing the hesitation in your usually monotone voice. “according to the reports, his father is all that he has left. i know the pain of what it’s like to be truly alone at such a young age, and i couldn’t do that to someone else”

“like that’s ever stopped you before,” sanzu countered

“i know that!” you angrily snapped, your mask of emotionless and apathetic assassin now gone. “i’m not a righteous person, and there’s too much blood on my hands to ever go back. b-but in that moment, i-i just couldn’t do it”

“do you honestly think that we care about your past trauma and broken self?” sanzu replied as he mockingly glared at you. “some legendary assassin you are. consider your contract-”

“sanzu, be quiet,” mikey interrupted, and the once animated man quickly fell silent

“i apologize, sir,” you spoke tiredly as you met mikey’s gaze. “i’ll accept the punishment that you decide to send my way”

and once again, mirroring the day that he had first met you, mikey was quick to take note of your distant, blank eyes, and he was hauntingly reminded of himself as he looked at you

“kakucho, arrange for someone else to deal with the superintendent,” mikey ordered, making you blink in confusion as he then addressed you. “you’re still greatly beneficial to bonten, so don’t think that i’m not letting you go that easily. i’ll put more consideration into your future assignments”

“thank you, sir,” you said quietly, a subtle smile now gracing your features, causing all of the executives to stare at you in shock and amazement, seeing you smile for the first time

with a nod of acknowledgement, mikey soon dismissed everyone from the meeting, and sanzu followed after his leader with another deadly glare directed at you as he left

“i can’t fucking believe this, can you?!” sanzu indignantly shouted two days later on bonten’s garden rooftop, takeomi standing next to him and looking absolutely uninterested. “if it had been anyone else, they would’ve been dead right now! what the fuck makes him so special?!”

“i don’t know, but why the hell are you talking to me?” takeomi asked as he tried to smoke in peace. “i thought you hated me?”

“i do,” sanzu confirmed without a second thought. “but everyone else was apparently too busy to listen to me. fuck, how do you guys even stand him? did you know that when he orders bubble tea with the haitanis, he gets two hundred percent sugar? something about his teacher never allowing him to have any sugar growing up, but two hundred percent? who does that?!”

“how would you even know that?” takeomi wondered quietly to himself as sanzu offered him a conspiratorial look

“have you also noticed that he’s been smiling a lot more around kakucho and the haitanis ever since that day?” sanzu continued to question. “clearly, he’s trying to get them on his side, and those idiots have actually fallen for it! he’ll be the ruin of bonten someday, i just know it!”

“do you ever think that the reason you can’t stand him is because you actually have a crush on him?” takeomi remarked absentmindedly, choosing not to mention the bright blush that began to colour sanzu’s face

“m-me and that show-off?! a-as if i could ever like someone like him!” sanzu proclaimed angrily before flusteredly marching away, cursing at takeomi with every step he took. “ridiculous! and everyone calls me the crazy one? l-like the two of us could ever work! me and him?! no way!”

“whatever you say, little brother,” takeomi said in amusement

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avasmain69 · 2 years

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𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ: ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ, ʙᴀᴊɪ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇᴍɪᴄʜɪ, ʜᴀɴᴍᴀ

SUMMARY: Just would they like having you on their lap, how they react when you sit on their lap, etc.

MANJIRO SANO

Mikey would absolutely be the type to have you sat up all pretty on his lap during a Toman meeting.

I also feel like he would do it in a possessive way, like to show everyone who you belong to.

He will randomly pull you down to sit on him and it doesn’t matter where you guys are at, he doesn’t care.

Draken will definitely sit there and roll his eyes at Mikey’s behavior and wonder how tf you put up with him.

Omg Mikey would definitely love for you to sit on him and feed him and pretty much baby him.

Anyway 10/10 would let you sit on his lap!

BAJI KEISUKE

The first time that you just plopped yourself into his lap, he thought he was going to have a heart attack.

Like his face was beet red and he had no idea where to put his hands!

He eventually settles his grip around your waist though to pull you closer into him.

The more your relationship progresses, the more he would get used to you always being on his lap.

Later on he would start initiating it by shyly asking if you would wanna sit on him instead of in a different chair.

9/10, he wouldn’t shove you away but he also wouldn’t know how to act at first.

TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI

Oh god, Takemichi would freak out the first time you sat on his lap and wrapped your arms lovingly around his neck.

Physically I see him not having much more than a blush and that one weird face he makes in awkward situations.

However, mentally, he is screaming.

He’s not fully used to being this close to you, although he definitely wouldn’t hate it.

I feel like him being able to wrap his arms around your waist and placing his head in the crook of your neck would bring him a sense of comfort.

He would see it as a way of knowing that you’re still with him and you’re not going to leave anytime soon.

7/10 once he calms down a bit.

HANMA SHUJI

We all know this mfk would have nothing less than his pretty baby sat up on his lap like some kind of trophy.

He’s definitely possessive and anytime he thinks you’re not giving him enough of your attention or giving too much to someone else, he’ll just pull you down onto his lap for some cuddle time.

I personally see him as a very physically affectionate lover, his hands would be all over you.

When he’s trying to pay attention during a meeting or when he’s talking to Kisaki he’d most likely settle his hands around your waist, that way he wouldn’t get too distracted by your presence.

He would probably be the first one to initiate it tbh.

9/10 he can get kinda handsy when you’re on him.

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xiefuyu · 6 months

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spoiled.

-- bonten x reader

🖤 — Tokyo Revengers

📝 — platonic relationship with everyone, cursing

:a/n — it's just some bonten execs spoiling the hell out of our Y/N

-- 1, 2

Surprisingly, a week after the incident with Sanzu drugging you to sleep, the upper echelons who loved throwing their work to you started to make their work themselves. Well, still with your help because they’re clueless as fuck as to how make a proper report. You almost wanted to tell them to fuck off and get the work done yourself but that just meant you’re okay with them dumping their work on you.

“Ran-san, that line is inappropriate.” you say for the nth time that afternoon. You’re hungry and tired and Ran decided to be a dumbass, purposely making mistakes in his report just so he could spite you with that lazy ass grin.

How badly you want to punch it off him.

“It’s my report, I will write whatever I want, doll.” you looked at him straight in the eye and,

“And your life is Mikey-san’s. If you want your cause of death to be because of a report containing inappropriate phrases, then go ahead and do so.” you deadpanned. He’ll be reporting this to Mikey and the other executives, after all.

“Touche.” he says, sighing. “Doll, can’t you just do it instead?”

“Change that line, Ran-san.” you point at his screen, ignoring his question. He groans and you smile fondly when he’s not looking.

He’s unbearable sometimes but you know he’s doing his best.

“What do you want for lunch, sir? I’ll buy it right now. It’s past lunchtime and you need to rest, too.” he looks at his watch and hums. “Let’s go have lunch, doll.” he says, standing up, not even bothering to turn off his laptop.

‘My treat.’ goes unsaid. Of course, you’ll protest when you get there but you know he’ll just use his position and label it as an order just so he could treat you.

All Bonten executives do.

“Y/N, come to my office.”

You blink at your phone screen, surprised at Kakucho’s text. He rarely texts you so you’re worried that something might have happened. Without hesitation, you bolted out your office in a hurry for your boss’ office.

“Sir, I’m here.” you announced after knocking, not even waiting for Kakucho’s response before opening the door. He’s sitting on his chair, wide eyes looking up at your dishevelled state. “Did you run?” you clear your throat, flushed in the face before fixing yourself. “I apologise for my state, sir. Did you need anything?”

You see his eyebrow rising in amusement and you want nothing more than to walk out his office, knowing he’ll say something that will make your heartbeat a little faster.

It’s not like you like him, you swear.

It’s just that…Kakucho has that charisma. An alluring one.

“Did you rush here in concern after receiving my text?” he asked, a soft smile on his lips. You bit the inside of your cheek, clearing your throat once again. “Yes, sir…I was worried because you rarely text me.” you admit and God, his balcony is open and you want to throw yourself out because of his soft laugh.

“Thank you, Y/N. And I apologise for scaring you. I just wanted help regarding this report that I’ll be giving to Kokonoi. You know, financial and stuff. You’ve been his secretary before, right? So I thought I'd get your help to fix any mistakes.”

Warmth spreads through your whole being at the thought of an executive thinking of you and your capabilities.

You knew it was what you signed up for in the first place - to help them - but it was still a good feeling for you.

“Oh, I’m glad you’re okay, Kakucho-san. And of course, please let me take a look.” you beam at him before walking towards his desk. It is then you see a box of your favourite biscuits and candies. He sees your line of sight and chuckles before pushing it towards your direction.

“A thank you gift for your help,” he says.

You gaped at him like a stupid fish before bowing, “I-it’s not needed, sir. But thank you so much!” he pats your head before you could stand straight. “Sit here, let’s start.”

Working with Kokonoi is the second most peaceful experience for you. He’s not a dumbass, not an asshole, and most importantly, he does his work right.

(Kakucho is your favourite working buddy but don’t tell the others that.)

“Kid, did you put this here?” he asked in a hushed tone, pointing inside his bag. You looked over at him, confused. Why is he asking such questions while the both of you are in the middle of an important mission?

You see a bag of candies, your favourites, inside his bag. “No, sir…Even though those are my favourites, I won’t bring them to missions.” Well, now you’re tempted to eat one but you’re literally in a life or death mission so no, you’ll maintain your professionalism and eat a bunch later when the mission’s done and you’re still alive.

“Fucking Sanzu must’ve put it.” he tsked, closing his bag before focusing on the task at hand. The both of you are currently infiltrating a secret base of an enemy and instead of being alone, Kokonoi insists on coming with you, saying you need guidance.

It’s just him being a worrywart.

“I'll be going now, sir.” you inform him when you see the enemies walking out. He grabs your wrist before you could even step away. “Kid, be careful.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m serious. Look at me. Be fucking careful.” you blinked at him, nodding. You’re also serious but hey, having Kokonoi worry over you is such a good feeling.

“I’ll be back as soon as possible, sir.”

True to your words, you successfully completed your mission with Kokonoi’s guidance. “Here.” he suddenly pushed a card to you.

A black card.

“Do you want me to buy something, sir?” you asked, confused as you hesitantly got hold of the card that probably holds your lifetime’s paycheck.

“I talked with someone who works at the candy factory.” he says, making you tilt your head in more confusion.

“And…?”

“Idiot, buy the whole factory! It’s your favourite candy’s factory.” as if that was the most obvious thing, he rolls his eyes at your dumbass.

But hey! It’s not everyday someone hands a black card to you and tell you to buy a fucking factory of your favourite candy!?

“S-sir, that’s–”

“An order.”

You groan, hiding your flushed face from his raised eyebrow and that smug smile on his lips. “Now get out, Sanzu will accompany you.” he pushes you out of the car and you’re wholeheartedly surprised that Sanzu is actually outside, waiting for you.

“Let’s go, kid. Gotta make sure they sell it to us.” of course he will be the one to accompany you, he’s in charge of negotiations for a reason.

“Sir, this is really too much.” you try protesting. “It was Mikey’s order.” that shuts you up, knowing you can’t go against your top boss so you walk behind Sanzu, head low, still red in the face.

You appreciate them spoiling you, really. But sometimes, it’s too much and you don’t know how to handle those kinds of things.

“Thank you…” you whispered loud enough for him to hear. He just grins and ruffles your hair. "Thank that money-greedy-white-haired-man."

Later on, you found out that it was actually Kokonoi’s idea and order, not Mikey’s.

“He wanted to treat you, what can we do? Refuse? No way, doll. You deserved it. Enjoy your candies.” Ran told you, a rare genuine and soft smile on his face as he pats your head as he leaves you to work on his report.

Oh well, might as well do their reports.

A/N; it's been a while! how's everyone? anyways, i need a kokonoi in my life please

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